The rest of the evening passed without event. Frankly, I was bored and even Apollo’s typically entertaining running commentary failed to amuse me. Models and a few of the other wealthy women who thought themselves important attempting to engage me in conversation, but soon grew disappointed when they discovered that I wasn’t interested.
Apollo was a bit more accommodating, gently letting them down with one of his winning smiles. Ladies loved him but apparently he didn’t have quite enough prestige to be worthy of his attention. That made me dislike them all the more. Apollo may not have been the CEO of Marcello Inc. like I was, but he wasn’t a nobody by any means. He and Asher were my captains, ancillary to the family business. If women couldn’t see my cousin’s worth, they damn well didn’t deserve him.
After the second or third woman that had tried to engage me in conversation, my mind sought relief. I knew being outright rude to any of the women wouldn’t do me any favors in my line of work given I liked to keep all options open to potentially take advantage of in the future.
No, my mind remained with Sadie Hartville, my temptress. I couldn’t stop myself from imagining myself grabbing a knee in each hand and yanking them apart. I would line my cock up to her wet, waiting pussy and push my way inside, filling her, making her full in a single thrust. Sadie would throw her head back into the pillow and scream her pleasure. Her legs would wrap around my waist and her nails would claw down my back as I pounded into her.
The only thing that could make my fantasy any better would be if I watched my men—Apollo, Asher, and my two bodyguards Kane and Brix—fuck her first. Watching them with her would make me squirm and my need built. But, when I finally had her, when it was finally my turn, the wait would have been worth it.
In the past, I’d met women who had managed to resist my charms for a time. However, I’d found my money and prestige were powerful motivators. Once I planted that seed of interest, they always came around and I would get what I wanted. And the women? Well, they got to experience pleasure beyond their wildest dreams, made to cum over and over as we all took our turn.
In my line of work, it was much easier to share a woman with my men. I had a lot of enemies and it became safer for her. Everyone knew that the best way to get to a man is through his family, something I would never risk. Having five boyfriends meant my love would always have someone with her, someone to defend her. Not that I thought women were unable to protect themselves. I knew they were, I made sure of it. But I would never risk the life of the woman I loved, not ever.
Besides, I had to go away for business a lot and couldn’t always take a girlfriend with me. At least one of my men could stay home with her and keep her satisfied, something that made me happy to know while I traveled.
I found myself glancing at my watch yet again. The evening was dragging at a snail’s pace, and it was driving me insane. I wanted to get out of there.
When enough time had passed that Apollo and I could politely leave, we did so. We were just turning out of the parking lot when I spoke.
“I need you to do something else for me,” I said, looking out the window. I had emails to answer and could have done that during the ride, but at the moment, I wasn’t concerned by that.
“What’s that?” he asked. I wondered if he had some inkling of what I was thinking.
“I need you to find out where Ms. Sadie Hartville lives. I think it’s time we pay her a visit.”
Apollo
I can’t say that I didn’t see that coming because I totally did. I’d been sitting next to Dante during the fashion show and saw the way his entire demeanor changed when Sadie walked onto the stage. His body became rigid, almost like he was a soldier at attention. It happened every single time she walked onto the stage, his eyes watching her like a hawk.
There was also the fact that he had a giant boner the entire time too.
I won’t lie, I found Dante’s instantaneous obsession with her a little weird. He didn’t even know her. Sure, she was gorgeous, but she also could have been a giant pain in the ass. Too many people were, and that included the beautiful people of the world. Sometimes it was the beautiful people who were the biggest pains of all.
But my cousin signed my paychecks, so I wasn’t about to argue with him. Besides, maybe having a new woman in his life would make Dante lighten up a little. I loved him, but he was an intense guy.